Goliath of Eventide
“I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die,” Blade Runner
The brokenness of the world consumes me. Why did I collapse? I realized I could not escape myself.
Goliath of Eventide, who am I in the screaming dark?
who am I that thou say thou art?
again and again I re-enact the fragile acts
recurring as monuments of ash
like History’s shadow theaters
dreaming of the moon’s hollowed corridors
I was fracture and flesh
night delivered me to vacancy after vacancy
what eats an angel’s remnants in the Earth membrane?
what creature of Dawn can hear staggering void sing?
I do not forgive and I do not forget
It was fire against my flesh
dreamless sleep inside the mind’s fissures
vessel and void, I was a mayfly of midnight
this immortality of fire: you burn with sunrise to survive one more time
I was the captive and sublime wild
Madonna of the sacral roads
Eventide I swallowed a collapsing star
Miracle of light burning in my throat
This is the mirror of fire
This is the death you chose
What beautiful devastation
What catastrophe that made me its image
This was the vice of eventide:
that you would survive one more time
What beautiful devastation
What catastrophe that made me its lineage
Genesis from void
These fervent works
In the beginning was the World
In these deeps I was unearthed
Dust to dust, ash to ash I decomposed
Before my irises on fire, a spring rose!
That dark harbor of History, those obsidian shorelines rising to meet me
Your irises on fire—yes I was unearthed
Visions of Heaven’s azure dunes in my dreamless sleep
This was the vice of eventide:
that you would survive one more midnight
Those black seas rising to meet me
Resurrecting like the Magisterium of Spring
Lazing in a labyrinth city
I was the sacrifice after siege
Do not dare relinquish me
There was genesis wilderness without end
Your irises on fire burning like obliteration inside me
Like the morning world I was this miraculous and fragile thing
Resurrecting in the Magisterium of Spring
Relinquished by vermillion sunrises to the many darknesses
Nameless Being, you relinquished me to Paradise’s altars
Sacrifice after Siege, like the stars in their black oases I was a vanishing
A disappearing creation of the daylight saints
Solipsist amidst snaking streetlights
Nameless being in a labyrinth city I was growing wounds
Spectacle in the carapace cities—look what I found
Madonna of the Rhizomes, severing my wings!
nightshade—Dawn hallucinating chaos
Sinking in reveries beneath the mosaic light of satellites
Madonna in the gallows
I was a masterpiece of the wastelands
Buried in the lilting moonlight
This is the mirror of fire
This is how you survive
The armaments of flame
To reconstruct the body from blossoming wounds
This is the firmament of fire
This is how you die
what deadly decadence
This divine comedy: we are the deathless resurrecting
In these deeps I was unearthed
The stars were steeled with silver light like iron
The decadence! ascension from dust to dust
Madonna, Mistress of the Silences
I was occupied by the decadences, needle to the veins
Belladonna in the valley of shadows
We were corpses in the wasteland
Flesh in the fractal dark
Winged twilight, we were heirs to the finite
Eventide I swallowed a collapsing star
This miracle of light burning in my throat
Desire burned like revelation in me
Born into hurricanes: this revelation of art
That I was an escapable darkness
God sowing chaos in the wilderness
Perishing flesh beneath the lilting moonlight
Eventide, I died, I died
Long ago my moon
armed ones, armed Eros
Lend me your eras, lend me your arrows
We were strangers to that heaven
This was the violence of the divine comedy
That I vanished into lightning every exiled night by sunrise
Who am I in the sacred dark? who am I that thou say thou art?
What wild magic, midnight
I was trying to survive the will to survive
feasting on the appetites I was satisfied
Consumed by the feast of flesh
I went by way of the abyss
The alchemist!
It was Dust into Dust
That maelstrom claimed me with your name
It was Dust into Dust
The alchemist!
Eternity was scattering us
Madonna of the abandonments, it was destiny, wasn’t it?
Knives in my ribs
I witnessed the glories of the world
Dissipating into dust
The alchemist!
That darkness gained a victory
That maelstrom was me
The graveyard remembered us returning as monuments of dust
Ecstasy like an eternity of divinity
The darkness shaped me into lattices of my past selves
The darkness found its escapes in me
The darkness found its salvation in me
By obsession’s clawed wings
the beloved escapes me
Desire the scythe I sought
Desire divinity I had forgotten
Desire divinity what I was wanted
I killed myself for this Genesis
Of the sleeping earth
This was the divine comedy
That every midnight met me
Desire burned like revelation in me
What wilderness in your abyss of eyes
This magisterium of spring
I was a burning accumulation of flame
I called Madonna and Madonna she came
Ides of March—there were teeth in my flesh
I called spring’s annihilation success
Drunk by the quaking sunrises
I was shrinking
Sunrise by drunken sunrise
Djinn rider of the night horizons
From dust to resurrection
Lord of the Hosts there was glory in the abysses I chose
The spectacle of darkness to dawn
Exiled in the wilderness
Face to flame you become God
I do not forgive and I do not forget
It was like fire against my flesh
I must survive my finiteness
This ritual of annihilation
Imprisoned in the light
Ruin it was surviving
Ruin it was reviving
In the wealth of sunrise
Eternity, I was mimicking your immensity
Babylon slave to appetite
Execution by lightning
Ruin—it was rising
Ruin—it was surviving
Crusade of the raging angels
Sunrise bleeding in the midnights yes blood was rising bleeding into the dead horizons
Gargantua that abyss
And the voids were growing inside of me
This was the heritage of fire
What wilderness I resurrected night after night
Dweller of the divine, you were lost in the world’s sorrows
Like Lot’s wife, you had to die twice
Once for desire, once for appetite
Beneath the violence of sunrise
Ruin it was rising
Ruin it was surviving
I said to the darkness: witness me outlast
And the darkness watched me collapse
That Body is No Door This is the Rapture You Waited For
Barbarians at the gates of Egypt
Why does it matter, Earth creature
Whether you were
Hydra or leviathan
Either way it was devastation
This divine comedy
That desire was desolation greater still than the sirens of infinity
Carry on violence a wasteland of corpse I summoned
Carry on violence I died, carry on in violence
Voyager of the sepulcher, I surrendered
Katabasis, we found there was nothing in the underworld and nothing above there
Heavens voids shrinking to singularity
That maelstrom was named me
Tell the gossamer god of the little violences I had forgotten
This divine comedy that I was void resurrecting night after night
Lazarus resurrection a killing spring rose in the midnights
Tell the gossamer god that I stood forgotten in the golden horizons I chose this imprisonment of rising spring tell the gossamer god that I was gone by sunrise
This was divine comedy: that I was this hunted thing
Save me do not dare do not dare
The fragility! Tears in heaven, I died for this Genesis
It wasn't that I liked writing but that I could not survive without it and who could surpass my survival
Funereal skies by daybreak
The Carnage and then the Awakening of creation
This was the divine comedy that I was this void
Even the angels couldn't outlast collapse
Flesh perishing Desire witnessed Genesis
Like a siren void
The wager of the wasteland
I was a grave then
Salvation by Resurrecting spring
This divine comedy: it was my destiny to be a dead thing resurrecting in the evenings
An imprisonment of spring
I called it resurrection
Desire burned like devastation in me
Desire was a burgeoning grave to me
Unveiled as tragedy
Desire burned like accusation in me
Madonna of the abandonments
What happened
To the abundances
Dissociation into midnight reveries
In midnight reveries yes I was resurrected
I called it liberation
This was the punishment of spring
That I was here witnessing voids growing inside me
The alchemist
It was dust to dust
Straying wanderers of Paradise gardens
Siege after the sacrifice slaughtered at the altar
slaughterhouse of the stars, I scaled dawn
This perishing flesh resurrecting dust into dust
Luminary of exile inside the stillness of eternity you survived like Vesuvius dust
From darkness to dawn every battle of daybreak
Dust into dust
Apotheosis , I died for this
Kyrie in the Abyss
The decadence of desolation
Resurrect me into azure
Gargantua the graveyard of the warring earth
Gargantua the graveyard of the wanting earth
Berserker of the abyss, even the angels had shadow seasons
And I witnessed the voids giving births inside me
How could you vanish into a behemoth of smoke
Tonight is not the only void you go into
Angels Suiciding from the Mezzanine
Yes oblivion was singing
Dust into dust
I went by way of the abyss
Crucified on the granite cliffs with crusading angels
The bounty of God: all these flocking lost souls in your possession
In your abyss of eyes I died twice once for desire once for appetite
The splendour and the fury of voiceless songbirds swallowed by storms
Disaster is the fruit of Time
I petitioned the crucified: make me a sacrifice of night
Redeem your possession, scattering winds
Parable of waste— devastation from a Babylon Beast
Glory of the world, the graveyard
This was the crisis of eventide:
that you would survive one more midnight
